I’m sick. Real ick.
Wednesday, March 30th, 2005So after sleeping most of the morning, I’m here, half spaced out in front of the TV with my season 1 of Dawson’s Creek, taking ten minutes to write a sentence because I’m so out of it. I’m wearing pj pants for crying out loud. You know I’m under the weather when I’m wearing pjs as clothes. I don’t really intend to leave the apartment, so pj pants are fine for today.
I’d like to keep this entry as devoid of cries of agony, but otherwise I can’t think of much else to type about. Kitty is sacked out next to the heater as per usual. I was planning on making a pizza today, but considering I can hardly move maybe it wouldn’t be wise to cook in this state. Not to mention cooking for others while ill is probably not a wise idea, although Robyn and Casey are also sick. So it’s not like I would ensicken anyone :P, but I’d rather lay on the couch for the remainder of the day.
After 30 minutes of thinking and not typing (sooo out of it) I decided to make pizza after all, so the Bread Machine is already hard at work. Yay bread machine! Anyways, I should sit here and moan some more. Ciao!